Yes, I am indeed a lost soul. Lost in life, lost in the endless pursuits of life and lost in the miracles of life. You can never find your true self until and unless you lose it. The more you lose, the more you'll find. After all, it is never too late.
P.S. : I am not going to write on lost things always!
Great thoughts..nd really gud to see that smone still has time to remember those dez.. even those hindi poems in school were so ellaborative ..:-)..havent read anything on nature since years ..
Nice one.... just like Life ...we can learn many things from nature.... like flowing freely as river n standing firm as a mountain growing high above the ground and still remaining STRONGLY deeeep deeep rooted.
One thing UR POEM truly displays is 100 odd shades of one colour..... LOVELY !!!
Great thoughts..nd really gud to see that smone still has time to remember those dez..
ReplyDeleteeven those hindi poems in school were so ellaborative ..:-)..havent read anything on nature since years ..
thanks!!
ReplyDeleteNice one.... just like Life ...we can learn many things from nature.... like flowing freely as river n standing firm as a mountain growing high above the ground and still remaining STRONGLY deeeep deeep rooted.
ReplyDeleteOne thing UR POEM truly displays is 100 odd shades of one colour..... LOVELY !!!
Thanks!!
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